This is a song about "Moving to texas"

A rock to the moving sea, you're nothing, and soon you'll

I wouldn't listen to 'emyour power movement was cool

Screw north west, i’m moving down to the south park, call me stan marsh/

In this fucking line at ralph's buying granola bars

But he will never stop, moving his way across the job up to the top

You gotta look at reality, understand that shit so you don't get caught

Never knew a hooker that could share me, i get around

Good little girl who kept on moving from town to town

Stuck in the state of limbo, moving forth to prevail,

He can finally help me masturbate and read fan mail

I don't care who exist, the exorcist moving bricks

Starting at the feet an moving to the endings

Also, this mothafucka got a nine to five

Hands start to quake, breath shakes as im moving in for my prize

They aren't even moving slow,

Ran outside to see the big show